summary: it's the couple from my cherries and vodka drabble, this is basically just jungkook being the sweetheart he is the morning after the kiss <3
genre: just a ton of fluff, (newly) established relationship, college au!, really cute jungkook (when is he not cute tho??), whipped jungkook
pairing: jungkook x reader
warning/s: one (1) mention of a potential hangover, kissing, unbeta'd
words: 733
“you have to tell (y/n) i cooked these —”
offended, jungkook gave his friend a push to get him out of your dorm. “i helped you plate the food!”
“then you ate three of the pancakes like a pig! you inhaled the shit out of the whipped cream too!” jin accused, voice already getting louder, echoing in the empty hallway. “now it looks pathetic, even i wouldn’t eat that no matter how many strawberries you put to make it prettier.”
"hey," he pouted, suddenly feeling bad and wondering if you'd really like the pancakes. "i bet she'd still like it."
"she has taste, jungkookie."
"obviously, i mean she likes me, hyung."
"yah!"
"shut up, hyung, you'll wake up the entire building at this rate." jungkook hissed, cringing at how loud jin can get when he's worked up. "but ... thanks for helping me out, i really owe you one."
smiling at jungkook, jin softened at how enamored his youngest friend is of you.
"then be my taste tester for —" but the door was closed even before he could finish his sentence. "jeon jungkook you brat! i demand to be compensated, you woke me up at 5 am!"
choosing to ignore his friend (knowing he'd get hungry and eventually leave to whip up his own breakfast), jungkook entered your room carrying a tray which contained your breakfast.
you were already sat up on your bed, stretching. "morning, koo."
pausing by the door frame, jungkook couldn't help but admire how stunning you look as the morning sun's rays filtered through the window and bathed you in its golden light, making you look ethereal like an angel.
"good morning, angel. did i wake you?"
"nah, unless you were the one yelling about whipped cream?"
he gave you a sheepish smile. "sorry, i called jin hyung over when i woke up to cook you pancakes. i helped with the plating though!"
"thanks, kookie, that's really — wait, y-you stayed over?" you croaked, tilting your head a little to the side.
setting the tray on your lap, jungkook sat beside you. "'course i did, gotta give my pretty girl her kisses."
a sleepy smile made its way to your lips as you opened the maple syrup bottle. "you did promise me all the kisses i want."
he watched you, unsure if he should be amazed or concerned, drown the pancakes and strawberries in syrup, practically using half the bottle that he and jin panic bought earlier.
("why are we making pancakes?" jin grumbled, grabbing the first maple syrup bottle he spots. "shouldn't we be making her something for her possible hangover?"
"(y/n) mentioned that she likes starting her day with something sweet.")
jungkook would have teased you on how you consume sugar in half your body weight, but the pretty smile on your lips and the sparkle your eyes as you ate were more than enough to make him keep quiet.
comfortable silence fell upon the both of you as he happily watched you eat the pancakes he (and jin) had cooked. you were too engrossed in eat to notice that there was a bit of maple syrup at the corner of your mouth thanks to how much you put in the first place.
"messy." jungkook chuckled softly, reaching out to gently wipe the maple syrup on the corner of your mouth away with his thumb.
you huffed, cheeks burning. "you didn't have to call jinnie over for this, koo."
"yeah, but i wanted to cook for you, angel."
"technically it was jinnie that cooked."
"ungrateful brat," playfully rolling his eyes at you despite the adorable smile adorning his lips. "and i think i should tell you that my culinary skills are limited to instant ramen, microwavable rice, and finessing free meals from jin hyung and yoongi hyung.”
that made you laugh, the sound making warmth bloom in his chest.
"looks like i've hit the jackpot with you then." you snorted, pressing a kiss on his cheek. even if you were teasing, your voice held nothing but sincerity when you spoke those words.
"yeah?" jungkook hummed, smiling as he tilts your head to look up at him.
"yeah." was all you said before leaning up to capture his lips in a kiss.
sighing in content against your soft lips, he wrapped his arms around your waist to pull you in closer to enjoy your syrupy sweet kisses.
hello! as i’ve stated before, i’ve decided to move blogs (@/atsumvs) and i’m currently more active on there too. i won’t be deactivating this blog since it’s close to my heart and i’ve met really amazing people and have become friends with them (you guys make my heart softer than it already is fr fr 💕) if you’d like, please give me a follow there!
also, i’ve decided to delete cookbook here so i can pick it back up on my new blog! i’ll be keeping those people who’ve sent me asks and messages to be on the taglist (both for my general works and for cookbook) so you’ll be notified!
anyway, that’s all i hope you babies take care and always remember that i love you all sm!!
summary: atsumu didn’t think that he could fall for you even harder after a few years of marriage.
warning: f!reader, established relationship (marriage babey), fluff, swearing
note: happy birthday to ½ of my fave twins! the loml, my sunshine, my babieboy! + i got this idea from my babie inarizaki manager anon, thank you for this babie!
“cheer up, tsumtsum! it’s only the first set, we’ll get ‘em in the next ones!” bokuto grinned, slapping him on the back before stalking off to the benches to get some water.
atsumu huffed, running his finger through his already messy hair. he was upset, yes, but their loss in the first set against the opposing team was the least of his worries since he knows he and his team can snag the win in the next two sets. what he was more upset about was that you and his little princess, or any of his family, weren’t there in the stands to cheer him on.
“someone has to take care of suki, baby. but i pinky promise that we’ll be watching and cheering you on!” you promised and sealed it with a kiss on his lips.
osamu was busy managing his business to fly to another country to watch him play. “i’ll be watchin’ you on the t.v while i work, so quit poutin’.”
even his parents were busy, having booked a couples cruise with your parents on the same day of their game. “we’ll be cheerin’ you on with (y/n)’s parents, kid. i know you’ll do great!” his dad said through the phone.
he understands completely and doesn’t hold it against you and his family, but he does wish that he could run up to you and his daughter and gather the both of you in a nice hug once they’ve secured the win. and just spend the rest of the day cuddled up in his hotel room, eating snacks and watching whatever kiddie show suki was currently hooked on.
“atsumu-san!” hinata called out from the benches, waving for him to come over. “take a break first,”
“yeah, comin’.” smiling a little, he decided to set those thoughts aside and just look forward to the the video call he’ll be having with you and suki. once he’s reached where the rest of his team was catch a breath, atsumu noticed that his water bottle was gone. “oi, which one of you took -”
“dada!”
atsumu’s head whipped toward the source of the familiar voice, eyes landing on the adorable sight of his baby girl waddling toward him, a grin gracing her lips and his water bottle clutched in her arms. “what’re you doin’ here, princess?” he asked with a grin, scooping her up into his arms.
“mama said to surprise dada,” suki giggled as he placed kisses all over her face.
“did you really believe that your biggest fans would miss one of your games?” you laughed lightly, immediately being pulled in for a group hug. “hey, ‘sumu.”
he merely hummed, cheeks flushed red and heart hammering against his chest as he held his girls in his arms. “i love you so much, y’know that right, angel?” atsumu’s voice was soft and muffled against the crook of your neck, but you and suki heard it loud and clear.
“we do, baby, we love you so much as well.” you smiled softly, pressing a kiss to his temple. behind atsumu, sakusa subtly motioned that the second set was about to start. “now go out there and win this match, ‘sumu!”
“y’know i will, babe.” he chuckled, pressing one last kiss on your forehead and on suki’s before jogging toward the court. “with you two with me, anythin’ is possible.”
warning: gn!reader, established relationship, fluff, slightly suggestive
note: happy birthday to ½ of my fave twins!! + he always cooks for other ppl so why don’t we cook for him this time?
“rise and shine, birthday boy.” the feeling of your plush lips against his and the enticig smell of food was what brought osamu out of his sleepy haze.
“c’mere, that kiss was too quick,” he mumbled, pulling you in for another kiss.
you gently pulled away, cheeks hot, but your focus was elsewhere. “’samu, you’ll spill the food! i even woke up early just to get eggs right.”
“food -?” osamu’s eyes then landed on the tray of food that you were precariously carrying in your arms. “you woke up early to make me breakfast in bed?”
between you and osamu, you’ve always been more of a night owl in contrast to him being more lively in the mornings. so the mere fact that you got up early and made breakfast in bed for him already has him wanting to latch onto you and smother you in kisses and his heart fluttering.
osamu sighed contentedly, pressing a kiss on your temple as you set the tray on his lap. “you’re spoilin’ me, babe.“
“i think it’s just because i love you so much,” you hummed, a smile on your lips. “and i hope you enjoy it, baby.”
“i know i will, but i’ll enjoy it even more if you feed it to me,” he smiled sweetly, gray eyes holding a mischievous glint to them as he looked at you.
taking your place beside him on the bed, you began to spoon feed him his meal. “aren’t you milking this a little too much already, ‘samu?” a frown was set upon your lips, but your tone was light and teasing.
“am i? i think this is just me wantin’ my dessert nearby, sugar.”
so cookbook is still continuing right?? ahh ofc if you’re not that’s obviously okay its just i find the whole idea so cute and im so excited for more😩 💗
hello babie! yes cookbook is still continuing don’t you worry, i’m working on the first chapter rn actually! it actually makes me so giddy that ppl are looking forward to reading it waaa it means the world to me 🥺🥰
hey it’s october so i just thought i’d let you guys know i’ll never post jump scares and am extremely anti-screamer or anything else along those lines. i hope you’re all ok and stay safe this month
ft. sakusa kiyoomi, akaashi keiji, miya atsumu, semi eita
warning/s: semi-public sex(?), degradation, daddy kink, fingering, cunninglingus, exhibitionism(?), voyeurism(?), car sex (i suck at tagging LOL)
note: this was inspired by @kagayyamamilk’s headcanon, “songs haikyuu boys would fuck you to” so a big shout out to this babe for being such a sweetheart! <33 anyways, lmk if u want a part two!!
My friend told me her and her twin had there own secret language as kids so liek, atsumu and osamu COULD have had cute bby conversations but there’s a chance no one could understand them. Alternatively they just called each other poopy face
omg twins truly are on another level !! i’ve always wondered how having a twin feels like ...
i bet their mom was a little confused whenever she’d hear snippets of their conversations, but she’d find it too cute to even bother :’) makes you wonder if the twins still talk in their own secret language until now just to mess with the rest of the team HAHAHAH (but i bet they do it, esp to mess with suna or smth!!)
also yes omg the poopy face was prolly a constant in their vocab growing up, it was their baby equivalent to “dickwad” :’)
╔ One new message from tangerineyn: i’m starting this on hqblr now so here’s the last line tag. rules are you put the last line you’ve written from any WIP and tag as many people as words ╝
His chapped lips are smoothed out by the liquid magic of tears, glossing over with a sheen of cherry blossom pink, and yet, they’re rough against your mouth, fluttering with anxiety and too many feelings and aching memories of hurt.
ummmmmm i rarely do tag games HAHAHAHA but i got tagged like three-four times LMAO <3 ty to those who tagged me <33
